I Favor the Villainess

"Dear Claire, are you ready?

"... Aren't you exaggerating?

Lady Claire and I were in front of my parents' door.

The door says Taylor.

As the name suggests, my house is a garment store.

I wanted to check with Claire for the last time, but Claire has a face.

"So, is that okay?

"Just do it."

Master Claire urged me, so I opened the door.

I'm home.

"Sorry to bother you."

When I called and went inside, I was immediately distracted.

"Yes...... oh?

Coming out of the back of the store was a young woman who only looked like a teenager.

"Oh, oh, Ray! Welcome home."

When the woman ran over to me, she had an enthusiastic hug.

Rich breasts, unlike my flesh parents, compress my face.

"Oh, it's painful."

"Oh, I'm sorry"

"... you're Ray's sister?

Seeing our embrace, Master Claire seemed to have that sentiment.

"Fair enough. Fair enough, I can't believe you're my sister. That you're a good lady."

The woman is twitching with her hands on her cheeks illuminated.

"... it's my mother"

"It's Ray's mother, sweet lady"

"... you only look like my sister."

Yes, this woman is my mother - Mel-Taylor - whom I meet for the first time since my memory of my previous life returned.

She looks so young and doesn't look like she has a daughter like me.

My sisters can make mistakes all the time.

"Oh, oh, oh, you're really good. By the way, Ray, where's this lady?

My mother, who was praised and rising, realized once again.

"Dear Claire-François, He's the only daughter of the Minister of Finance, Dor-François. My Byte Destination Now"

"It's Claire. Here you go."

On his way here, Lady Claire wanted to hide her identity for some reason, but she wouldn't even have to hide it from her parents on the boulder.

I introduced Lady Claire and carefully introduced herself for the sake of making Claire a civilian.

My mother who saw it, after a moment of pomposity,

"My daughter is taking care of me. Please keep me posted."

And I said with a soft smile on my face.

"... hey, Ray. What's wrong with this guy? She's not a very nice mother."

Master Claire whispers and criticizes me.

I guess I was pretty wary because of the scathing threats.

"No, my mother does seem seemingly harmless..."

"but?"

"Master Claire, what's wrong with your jacket?

"Huh?"

So for the first time, Lady Claire noticed that her jacket was missing.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'll see you later..."

And that jacket fits in my mother's hands.

"Hey!? What do you mean!?

"My mother has a bad habit of unconsciously removing someone she likes."

"That was really you!?

When Lady Claire snapped her jacket from her mother, she took a step away from feeling in danger.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I have an ideal body line too, so if you want to measure it and you want to..."

"So how about you take it off?!?

"My mother doesn't even have a consciousness. They're letting me take it off when they find out."

"That's not something you can unconsciously do, is it?!?

What Claire says is best, but there's nothing I can do about it because it's all true.

"... what's all the fuss?

The next person to show up was a giant man about 180 cm tall.

"Oh you. Ray came back for me. Bring a very pretty lady."

To my mother's explanation, my father flew a sharp glance over here.

"I'm home, Father"

"Oh, sorry to bother you."

I am accustomed to it, but Master Claire looks slightly frightened.

What does my daughter say, but my father is afraid of his face.

But...

"... I'll catch your eye first, Master Claire. I run a clothes store in this town, my name is Van Taylor. My daughter is taking care of you."

That said, my father thanked me.

"Did you know me?

"... you can't possibly know about the famous Lady after the royalty in this country"

"Really? Take it easy."

"... I'm afraid"

To my father's attitude, Master Claire seemed a little less alert.

"Father, I'd like to stay with Lady Claire for a few days, okay?

"Fair enough. Fair enough. You're welcome. Hey, you?

"... isn't it rude to stay in a poor house like ours?

My mother seems to be riding, but my father showed difficulty.

"No disrespect. My apologies for staying here."

"Oh, oh. What a humble nobleman. It's okay, just say a little bit about me."

Master Claire said something that surprised me.

My mother seemed to have raised her fondness for Lady Claire again.

"... but we don't have a room?

"You can stay in the same room as Ray."

"... there's a place to sleep..."

"Why don't we just get the simple bed out of the motherhouse? Lady Claire needs to use Ray's bed. Ray needs a simple bed, right?

Even more, Claire and her mother devour her father, who shows difficulty.

"What if I slept in a bed with you?

"Oh, oh? Is that how you two relate?

"Yeah."

"No, you're not!?... No, I don't mind the same bed at this time."

Honestly, Master Claire, what's wrong?

It's like a cat I've borrowed.

"... carry a simple bed"

"Please. Then let's close the store already today. Ugh, expect dinner, huh?

And so on, my parents pulled into the back in preparation for Dear Claire's welcome.

If you think

"You. Ray brought your lover home because of you, don't you have that attitude?

"It's you... What have you lost to the François lady..."

I heard something from the back, but I looked familiar.

You sounded like Master Claire, too, with a complicated face.

"Shall I go to my room? This way, sir."

"Yes."

I decided to take Lady Claire to my room so as to put out the subtle air.

Go upstairs with a bag containing Mr. Claire's change of clothes and other luggage in both hands.

My own room was even smaller than the dorm room.

It was a qualitative room with a study desk and bed in about six tatami rooms and one tance.

Still, he was a blessed man to be a civilian, just to say he had his own room.

If I had brothers and sisters, I wouldn't have gone like this.

Place the bag on the floor and feel comfortable.

"So this is Ray's room, huh?"

"Where there's nothing, is there?

"... right. But it's a strange, calming room."

With that said, Lady Claire sat back on the bed and looked around at the room.

I also come out of my desk chair and sit down.

"You're an interesting parent."

"It's often said"

"Especially your mother. I see it's your mother."

"It's often said"

Hit Claire.

My father is a loving but relatively common sense man, whereas my mother is a little arrogant when it comes to common sense people.

Still, it's a strange thing about my mother that people don't hate me.

"Is that really better than staying at our place? There's an inn nearby, isn't there?

"I don't mind. For me, there's no difference between a lodging and a place where civilians use it."

"Really?"

I hope so.

"Ah... but..."

"If you think about it, it's a burden on your family."

"Well, if you say you're not burdened, you're lying."

The lives of civilians are painful.

Entertaining a guest is not something that can be done so easily, and this time, a noble lady named Claire is the opponent.

If we were to entertain them, the burden would have to be considerable.

"Well, that's my mother, so I'll make it work."

"Oh, really?

"My mother is a relatively capable person, except for that bad habit."

My mother is the same one who has no eyes for a pretty girl.

If I were to be able to entertain poor ladies like Lady Claire, my mother would spare no expense.

"Well, Master Claire, don't think too hard, please take your time. 'Cause I'm gonna have to load it up."

I originally took her out of the mansion in the hope that Claire would change her mood.

If you're too concerned, it doesn't make sense that you came.

"Let me do that."

Having said that, Lady Claire began to lay down in bed and sleep easily, whether she was tired.

"... I've been a little trusted... do you mean?

I started loading as quickly as I could, slightly stifling my self-esteem at how Lady Claire would defenselessly expose me to sleep in my bed.